You are right Shadyglen. The route not taken may well not have had the better outcome anyway. I had a mid career wobble and
took a year off to teach (My ' should have done' job). I hated it and left after 9 months. It was nothing like I thought.
I broke up with my 'in your face', 'take no prisoners' Yorkshire boyfriend for a mild mannered, quietly spoken accountant from Surrey.
He turned out to be a complete psycho who I ended up reporting for stalking me at work. (Now am married to the Yorkshireman 17 years).
We left the rat race and moved to a stunning part of the UK to set up our own business. We now hate it and want to move back!
(P.S I would have been a podiatrist and born Spanish to a cello playing, cup cake baking mother)